Dream Star and Plan

"Well, it seems you are already prepared, Boss... Judging by the timeline, agents from the Navy and the World Government should arrive at Future Island in another two days. Don't capsize in the gutter when the time comes!"

Glancing at Boa Hancock and Nico Robin, Stussy spoke a couple of times and prepared to disconnect. Seeing that Vegapunk had already made preparations, she certainly did not think the World Government and the Navy could do anything to this cunning technological genius.

"Wait..." Vegapunk, who was still rubbing his bruised arm, suddenly spoke up. "Wait a moment, I will transmit a list over. This time, after I fake my death to escape, you will take over as head of Umbrella's personnel!"

Umbrella was an organization secretly established by Vegapunk, encompassing intelligence, espionage, scientific research, and various other aspects. In the past, it was personally managed by Vegapunk himself, communicating with each other through certain projection rings.

Stussy was slightly stunned, though she did not decline. As a clone manufactured by Vegapunk, her loyalty was definitely at maximum, and her status was not low. She was indeed the best choice of trustee.

Aside from some clones fiercely loyal to Vegapunk, Umbrella also had a large number of non-core members internally. After developing for so many years, supported by Vegapunk's black technology, it had long since become a behemoth.

Among the people Vegapunk trusted, only Stussy possessed maxed-out intelligence and emotional quotients to handle it well. Others, like clones, while loyal, lacked a bit of emotional quotient, and ordinary people who met the standards of wisdom and methods didn't possess much loyalty.

After transmitting the document list and the planned objectives for the subsequent period to Stussy, Vegapunk disconnected, his expression gradually growing serious.

He stood up, looked at the near-sci-fi-like town outside, and the large number of robots walking around the steel town, and sighed. "It seems Future Island cannot be saved!"

Nico Robin, standing behind Vegapunk, also furrowed her brow slightly. "Do you need me to notify everyone to evacuate?"

Vegapunk shook his head and spoke.

"No need. All the data on Future Island has already been uploaded by me onto the Dream Star, and what gets destroyed will only be the external mechanical bodies. As long as the data souls still exist, it can be rebuilt at any time."

"Even those few clones are actually controlled by the Dream Star Control Chip, so they don't count as true lifeforms and can still be manufactured again."

Besides, once preparations were made in advance, wouldn't that brightly and clearly tell the Navy and the World Government that he had a spy in their midst?

"Right, speaking of which, Robin, how were you discovered?" Vegapunk asked suddenly, as if thinking of something.

Nico Robin had always stayed right here on Future Island; even when trading with other factions, she would never personally show her face. Logically speaking, it should have been impossible for her to be discovered.

"I don't know either," Nico Robin shook her head. "However, Boss, many of your researches are derived from ancient literature. Perhaps the World Government managed to dig up clues from them."

"I've already been very careful about this aspect, modifying the various technological materials given to the World Government several times. To think they still managed to see something in them?"

Vegapunk said with troubled annoyance, yet he was not particularly surprised. To be precise, the ancient technology of the pirate world was all-encompassing. If he wanted to completely erase the inspiration and knowledge derived from ancient technology, he basically wouldn't be able to do anything at all.

Perhaps the World Government has long harbored the thought of discarding the millstone once the donkey is done with the milling. After all, the ones who understand ancient history best must be the World Government, and they probably know very well that once technology develops to a certain degree, scientists will inevitably pay more attention to ancient history.

A flash of thought crossed Vegapunk's mind, and he wasn't too surprised. In fact, he had long since prepared to have a falling out with the World Government, and this timeframe could be said to be just right.

I just wonder... will the backup plans I left on Future Island satisfy the World Government!

Everyone on the great seas knew that Future Island was the lair of Vegapunk, the world's greatest scientist. The island was filled with all kinds of black-technology weapons, and even the most powerful pirate crew on the seas would not dare guarantee they could conquer this island.

Compared to the original version of Vegapunk who didn't care much for researching weapons, this enhanced version of Vegapunk had practically turned the entire island into a steel fortress, complete with massive numbers of robots and clone soldiers patrolling.

Many people even believed that the danger level and defensive power of Vegapunk's future tech island were second only to Mary Geoise and Marine Headquarters.

However, that was merely Vegapunk's superficial lair; Vegapunk's true lair was not on this ocean at all.

As a flash of light swept past, Vegapunk, bringing Nico Robin and Boa Hancock, appeared inside a metal room. On the wall of the room were transparent windows, and outside the windows lay the pitch-black cosmic space.

The Dream Star, whose true name was the Brain Satellite Space Station, was also the location of Vegapunk's true lair. It was a self-governing, ultra-large artificial satellite space station built directly in satellite orbit, as large as an island.

At the same time, this was also the location of Vegapunk's excised giant brain. The modified quantum brain possessed terrifying computational power far surpassing supercomputers.

Incredible computational power, paired with the Dream Star itself—which was filled with black technology and incorporated Devil Fruit Ability Components—had a technological level that could be said to surpass ordinary imagination by far.

The reason it was named Dream Star was because the brain inside this cosmic space station possessed the component of the Dream-Dream Fruit, which could directly unfold the dream world, allowing the entire space station to freely enter and exit between dreams and reality.

In reality, the Dream Star possessed far more than just such a single Devil Fruit Ability Component. Through the manipulation and conversion of different Devil Fruit Ability Components, this cosmic space station possessed a diverse array of special abilities. If one truly had to choose the most dangerous place in this world, then those who knew the inside story would definitely choose the Dream Star.

Returning to his own lair, Vegapunk sensed the powerful spiritual field reverberating throughout the interior of the interstellar space station, and immediately felt a sense of grounded stability.

The Brain-Brain Fruit was actually not completely without lethality; the development direction of a Devil Fruit's abilities mainly depended on the developer's own intentions and wild imagination, and Vegapunk had developed some psychic power-like abilities.

However, after he excised his giant braincase, the vast majority of the psychic power remained on the Dream Star, leaving only a tiny fraction lingering within himself.

Only upon returning to this Dream Star could Vegapunk feel that he was more complete.

"Time is about right. Dream Star, prepare to deploy Plan A35!"